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iiree years had 

gone by since 

>ur friend, the 

daring and in- 


2 Ben Changes the Motto : a Sequel to 

genious Ben, the head-waiter, had altered the sign that 
swung over the door of the old Queen's Head Inn. 
There, still plain to all beholders, was the blot upon the 
crown, but time and dust had done something, and people 
now hardly noticed Ben's handiwork. It had served its 
turn in creating a nine days' wonder, and in giving Ben 
notoriety, but folks generally had ceased thinking or 
talking about it. Besides, it was Ben's nature not to be 
satisfied with one surprise, and he had many startling 
wonders yet in store for the world. 

Great changes had been made in the establishment. 
Had the old waiters Peel and Pam come to life again 
they would never have" known the old place. Ben was not 
a man to allow himself to be checked by rules and regu- 
lations, though he affected to be of a good old-fashioned 
conservative character. We said the custom of the house 
was to consult the inmates regularly about the manage- 
ment and expenses, and report the results to the 
manageress, who, if she liked the suggestions (and she 
generally found it best to do so), agreed to them, and 
ordered things to be done accordingly. Ben, however, had 
rather a supreme scorn of the opinions and humours of 
the guests. He looked upon them as a set of duffers, 
always trying to get the best of the management and 
reduce the powers of the manageress. He resolved to try 
and limit this sort of thing. He had already put her up 
several pegs, he said, by his late manoeuvres, and he meant to 
keep her there. She stayed a good deal in her room, being 
busy, and perhaps a little weary; but he used her authority 
pretty freely. Big Bill and Strong -and -Hearty were 
ashamed of the way in which her name was bandied about, 
even among the potboys, and they kicked up a row about 

The Blot on the Qucerfs Head. 3 

it ia the, bar-room, but then the bar-room was now always 
filled with Ben's friends, and they would swear "black was 
white'" if he told them the good lady of the house wished 
it. There was a little page, by the way, a smart little 
fellow too, and very well liked on all sides, but as 
dangerous a little rascal as ever trod shoe-leather, who 
used to go about whispering and offering things amongst 
the men — they called him Hearty Dick because he was 
always so cordial. And as Staffy had the till, and could 
tip all round pretty freely, you can fancy how strong the 
Ben party was. 

The long-established system of overhauling bills and 
accounts in open bar was Ben's detestation. , Clever and 
dashing managers never like to have their expenditure 
criticised. The fact was when he was bar-keeper the bills 
didn't bear looking into, especially a lot of expenses he had 
incurred in the row with a small rubbishy inn called the 
" Abyssinian." Ben had sworn the lawyers' bills " didn't 
exceed five hundred pun'," whereas after Big Bill came in as 
head-waiter he found they were over nine hundred. In fact, 
accounts were not Ben's forte, and he had to make up for his 
weakness in that department by brag and show and flummery. 
Of these he could get up an unlimited supply — it was in his 
line, having come out of the property business. But he 
and Staffy put their heads together and resolved never to 
let anv one know what was being spent until it was spent. 
On such a system of finance as that the Queen's Head or 
anv other inn might get into bankruptcy before any one 
suspected it. 

As his idea was to make a big show and advertise freely, 
he determined to renew the place and all the furniture 
and utensils, &c, and get everything into prime order. 

4 Ben Changes the Motto: a Sequel to 

He swore that Big Bill and his friends, when they were in 
charge, had allowed everything to go to rack and ruin. 
So he went in for spending a good deal of money. Old- 
fashioned gentlemen, who had become used to the steady 
quiet of the Inn, were now worried by the continual 
bustle. You couldn't sleep in the morning. You couldn't 
get a quiet chair in the coffee-room. Windows were 
open — draughts were blowing, chambermaids with mops, 
and painters with brushes, and sooty chimney-sweepers, 
and noisy carpenters and joiners and carpet-layers were 
running and working all over the place. Vulgar changes 
were the order of the day. Inside and out " repairs" were 
everlastingly going on — ceilings plastered and gilded, 
rooms repapered and painted in strange colours (in the 
Queen Anne's style), immense sums of money spent in 
new kitchen utensils, crockery, silver, napery, tubs, and 
Heaven knows what not. Ben even founded a new class 
of waiters and chambermaids, attached to the Imperial 
Hindoo wing, and dressed in very gorgeous liveries, with 
any amount of jewelry. 

Not content with this, Little Ben took on new airs. He 
got the manageress to change his name from Ben the head- 
waiter to " Monsieur Ben-jingo," the maitre d'hotel — they 
called it Mounseer. He said it was necessary <l to show 
the other hotels that we were quite up to them in point 
of style and dignity." So he wore a great cocked hat and 
carried a stick with a gilt head. It was beautiful to see 
his airs. He took the manageress quite under his 

This was the state of things in the new hotel, under its 
new head-waiter. Big Bill turned up his nose and went 
about with a whisk, raising a dust wherever he found it 

The Blot on the Queen's Head. 5 

(and there was plenty of it about, with all the new mag- 
nificence), and whistling any tune he thought that"Moun- 
seer Ben-jingo'' detested. In fact, Big Bill made it 
precious uncomfortable for the Mounseer. He wrote nasty 
remarks on the walls, scribbled notes on the cards, and he 
even used the backs of the hotel bills to express his 
abomination of Mounseer Ben-jingo's manners and con- 
duct. Nay, more. lie talked it over with his friends — 
Granny, Strong-and-Hearty, Bobby, and others, and tried 
to make them get up a row, but they were of rather a 
slow and sedate temperament. They did not see what was 
coming, and their friends were very much divided in opinion 
about Ben-jingo's conduct, and so matters were allowed to 
drift on. 

2^2r^i" v - <| ™C^ : ^^3 '• naged inns 

ever seen in the world was " The Crescent," a vast, 
remarkable place, of ancient opulence and splendour, 

Ben Changes the Motto, 7 

but greatly reduced through the extravagance and folly 
of the owners. From being a first-class place of its 
sort, though always noted for the corruption and thievery 
of its waiters, it had dwindled down to a wretched fifth- 
rate boarding-house, frequented by all sorts of people of 
the worst character, some of them known as Levantines. 
The Crescent had long lieen famed for its Sublime Porte, 
as the big gate-entrance was called. This house was a 
standing nuisance to all its neighbours. In its wretchedly- 
furnished rooms, it was darkly whispered, every crime was 
committed. Shrieks were heard there at night, fires broke 
out, robberies were frequent, people were afraid of their 
lives to stay there. Throughout the management was 
diabolical. For want of better accommodation a lot of 
people called Slavs used to put up there, and having got 
under the thumb of the manager were forced to stay there, 
taking anything they could get. These poor creatures, 
quiet and stupid enough, were really driven almost to 
their wits' end by cruelty and starvation, and some of 
them had even mutinied and shut themselves up in 
their rooms, and defied the feeble fool who had suc- 
ceeded to the lease of the hotel. The windows of the 
Imperial Bear opened over some portion of the Crescent 
yard and a vast pond which lay between the two pro- 
perties. The inmates of the Big Bear could hear the 
shrieks and shouts of the poor people in the Crescent, and 
said it was more than flesh and blood could stand, and that 
they would not stand it. 

One day, in a courtyard called Bosnia, a shindy broke 
out, the noise of which could be heard even in the Queen's 
Head. People stuck their heads out of the windows in 
alarm. All the managers ran out and sent messengers to 

8 Ben Changes the Motto : a Sequel to 

learn what was happening. The old gentlemen in the 
coffee - room dropped their newspapers and swore 
" this sort of thing couldn't be permitted to go on any 

The managers of the Imperial Bear, the Imperial Eagle, 
and the Imperial-Eagle-with-two-Heads were old friends, 
connected by marriage and by their methods of business. 
They conducted their hotels in the good old-fashioned 
style, flashy and expensive in the best rooms, and dirty 
and squalid in the attics and cellars, doing as they chose, 
and making all the money they could, with very little 
regard to the interest of the guests. They had, as we said 
before, always looked rather superciliously at the new- 
fangled way of doing business " in a popular fashion" at 
the Frog Hotel and Queen's Head. 

Mister Alick, of the Imperial Bear, a fine old fellow of a 
serious and even religious disposition, though, by the way, 
he never stood any impertinence from his people, but, if 
they annoyed him, tied them up and thrashed them, or 
locked them up in the coldest attics of the hotel, and fed 
them on bread and water, was greatly moved, as all his 
people were, by the row in the Bosnian court. 

" Look here," he says, " Gortchy" — (an awfully clever 
maitre d'hotel Gortchy) — " look here, Gortchy, my boy, 
strictly on humanitarian grounds remember, we must go 
in and stop this. Go and see old Blood-and-Iron and 
little Andy, and settle what's to be done. We'll apply to 
the police at once, do you hear?" 

Blood-and-Iron was the most terrible maitre d'hotel in 
the whole place, strong, big, knowing, swaggering about 
in grand style, and keeping all the guests and waiters on 
his premises in perpetual terror, a regular Hausmeister of 

The Blot on the Queen's Head. 9 

the old school. He had studied cooking and managing 
under an Italian named Machiavelli — not Francatelli by 
any means — and a devil of a fellow he was. 

The three maitres met and indited a strongish notice to 
the Crescent " owners and occupiers." Then they asked 
the other managers to sign it. 

Mounseer Ben-jingo and his friends didn't like this 
interference. However, after swearing at the three maitres, 
and sending a private note to Old Fezzy of the Crescent, 
telling him to put down the row quickly himself or he 
would have the police in, they signed the joint notice "for 
mere politeness' sake." Monsieur Andy undertook to 
deliver it — and did. 

Old Fezzy began to smoke the situation. 
"Look here," he said to himself, "I'll post some 
Circassian polishers in those Slav Courts, and they shall 
drub these noisy rascals into silence. Those Imperial 
Hotel fellows are jealous of one another, and if I only 
temporise we shall get them all by the ears before they've 

He put his finger on his nose and swore (or said 
piously), " Bismallah !" and smoked a pipe. 

Andy's note to Old Fezzy, therefore, made things worse 
if anything. 

Fresh rows broke out every night. Alick's people became 
furious. The three maitres again met, drew up a stronger 
notice, and invited the rest to sign it. 

Then Monsieur Ben-jingo sniffed his nose and said, "I 
smell a rat behind the arras," thus mingling, in his well- 
known style, Shakspearean and vulgar ideas. " We won't 
sii;ii this. Those three fellows are in league and assuming 
to lead the trade. They shan't do it. Confound them ! 


i o Ben Changes the Motto : a Sequel to 

they'll be going in presently and seizing half the Crescent 
Hotel for their own business. Send a body of our men 
over to watch the Dardanelles passage to the Grand Salon, 
and tell Old Fezzy to hang on. Salsify, write a strong 
letter to these gentlemen, and say we will not play second 
fiddle to them or anybody else, and they're bound by the 
old agreement we made years ago at the dinner party in 
the Paris chamber of the Frog Hotel, to let the Crescent 
alone whatever happens." 

This magnificent conduct filled all Mounseer Ben-jingo's 
party with admiration. 

" Hooray !'' they cried in the bar-room. " Here's to 
you, Ben ! You're the man to keep up the name and 
honour of the old Inn." 

They even chased Big Bill and his friends about, and 

Strong-and-Hearty and some of the others got alarmed 

and shut up, though Big Bill never would keep his tongue 

still. The hotel was filled with noise and enthusiasm. 

" What a maitre he is !" cried the waiters. " What a miracle 

he is !" cried the guests, especially of the lower class. 

Mounseer Ben-jingo cleverly fed the excitement. 

It was the custom of the time, once a year, to hold a 

" free-and-easy" in a chamber called the Gilt-hall, when the 

tradesmen to the establishment gave a feed to the principal 

waiters, the bar-keeper, the chief butler, head-cook, and so 

forth. There, though, as it afterwards turned out, he 

actually had in his pocket a kind letter from Mister Alick, 

of the Imperial Bear, assuring him he only wanted the 

nuisance in the Crescent abated, Mounseer Ben-jingo 

between the songs, and I am bound to add after a good 

deal of lush had been going, made a speech. 

"I tell you, gen'lemen," he said, "we are not going 

The Blot on the Queen's Head. 


to let ourselves be outdone by other hotels. I know the 
tricks Mister Alick and his head man Gortchy are up to — 
they are going to law with Old Fezzy, and they think 
they'll wreck him and take his business over at half-price. 
We won't permit it. We mean to put our foot down, 
and if they want lawing we'll give them a bellyful. Ours 
is the richest hotel in the world. We can go on with a 
lawsuit against all the other hotels together — not for one 
year, or for two years, but for three years without winking." 
He drew himself up in the attitude of an ancient Koman, 
and all the tradesmen cheered to the echo. What a grand 
maitre he was ! 

"hen there happened 
the most awful 
thing ever known 
to have occurred 
in any modern house. One night, when all had gone to 
bed, and gentle sleep seemed to be settling down upon the 
inmates of all the buildings and courts, sharp dreadful 

Ben Changes the Motto. 13 

shrieks, frightful tumult, and the most horrible curses 
were heard mingling together in that devil's den, 
the Crescent Hotel. It curdled the blood to hear it 
rising in the darkness of the night. What had been done? 
The Circassian polishers, well armed with knives and 
bludgeons, had fulfilled their orders. They killed, and 
maimed, and cut to pieces in a mad fury every one they 
could find in the Bulgarian court. It was fearful. The 
bodies of men, women, and children were piled up in the 
vard, and a fire built round them. The well was choked 
with corpses. The scene was simply infernal. 

Mister Alick and his people woke up in a frenzy. 

" In the name of God, go in !" he cried out to his whole 
staff. "Turn them out!" 

And in the name of God they went in — went in over 
the walls, swarming into the courts, beating down the 
cowardly murderers, the foul beasts, the brutal servants of 
Old Fezzy, until at length they actually stormed the main 
building, and were on the very stairs leading to the Grand 
Salon, where Fezzy and his friends were huddled together, 
trembling and swearing. It seemed to be all up with the 
Sublime Porte. 

In the Queen's Head the excitement was tremendous. 
A number of people went about shrieking that if Monsieur 
Alick once got into the Grand Salon of the Crescent he 
would never give it up again. They pointed out that, 
once there, he might shut up the Crescent minories, and 
so stop one of the cuts to the Indian wing. 

Mounseer Ben-jingo got his private friends together, and 
though one or two objected, particularly two of the subs., 
who looked after the outside business and some of the 
smaller wings of the Queen's Head, he turned them out of 

1 4 Ben Changes the Motto : a Sequel to 

their situations, and frightened the rest into agreeing with 
him. They demanded in the bar-room a large sum of money 
to do what they liked with, and gave formal notice to Mon- 
sieur Alick that if he entered the Grand Salon they would 
issue a writ and send their bailiffs into his house at once. 

Gortchy was ordered to say that they quite misunder- 
stood his master. He had no designs on the Crescent or 
the Grand Salon, he only wished to secure the lodgers from 
Old Fezzy's cruelty and bad temper. 

"All bosh!" said Mounseer Ben-jingo. He was sailing 
along now on the popular current, and did not want things 
to come to an end in that way. 

Upon this Monsieur Alick sent round to Old Fezzy a 
very cunning fellow named Churny — I suppose from his 
buttermilky nature — and he managed to come to terms 
with the hoary old sinner : — 

1. To give up all the Servian buildings and court. 

2. To drop the Montenegrin outhouse. 

3- To turn out of all the courts, buildings, &c, except 
the Grand Salon, and a few small chambers near. 

4. To give a right of way through Dardanelles 


5. To give up a strong room in the minories and a 

warehouse, which was almost laying open the Asian 
wing to Monsieur Alick's mercy, &c, &c, &c. 
No doubt these were thundering hard terms. But 
when they heard of them at the Queen's Head, upstairs 
and downstairs, and all over the place, the lodgers and 
waiters became furious, and profane swearing became the 
order of the day with the most pious people. 

" What ! let Mounseer Alick take over all that ! Pshaw ! 
he pretends it is to establish new inns under entirely separate 

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and independent management, but of course they will all 
be under his thumb. Why, our Hindoo business will be 
ruined ! Next thing he'll be going into our Hindoo 
Empress Hotel" — which was miles and miles off from 
the Crescent and all its courts, as Salsify had once pointed 
out, with his finger on a big plan. 

There seemed to be what is called the devil to pay. 
Heady shrieked with rage, and Salsify, now the new outdoor 
manager, wrote a long letter and a very clever one, pointing 
out that Monsieur Alick was coming it rather too strong, 
and that he was breaking what he called " the old trade 
contract and understanding." He was very fine indeed on 
the topic of trade union now, although before, as we 
have seen, when the three maitres proposed a joint action, 
the Imperial management would have nothing to do with 
it. However, you can't always be consistent and honest 
in the hotel business, or you will not make money. It 
requires " a deal of want of conscience," as the Irishman 
said, to run a good hotel well. 

Mounseer Ben-jingo and his accomplices, I'm afraid, 
didn't much care about anything but success. It was an 
old saying of his that nothing succeeded like it. 

After a terrific deal of talking, and writing, and lawyers' 
papers flying about, and writs all made out ready to serve, 
and bailiffs in swarms collected for action (a small body 
of them, in defiance of all the rules and precedents of the 
management, being brought from the Hindoo Inn to Malta 
Court, to help the Queen's Head watchmen), Blood-and- 
Iron, seeing that things were getting very uncomfort- 
able, not to say dangerous, resolved to put a stop to it. 
He invited the other managers to his hotel to talk affairs 
over, and at length, after considerable growling, and not a 


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little swearing and a pretty free exchange of anything but 
compliments, Gortchy and Ben-jingo announced that they 
had arranged to put the whole of the new contract 
between Fezzy and Monsieur Alick before the meeting and 
abide by the results. Immense was the delight in the 
Queen's Head. It was called Ci a great moral victory !" 
This seemed to imply that it was not in any sense a material 
one. The conference was held in the great Berlin dining- 

Small as all this fuss may look to the Reader, it cost 
the Queen's Head a lot of money. You can't even begin 
to go to law now-a-days without expense, and solicitors are 
greedy and stick it on. Poor Staffy had a hard time of it, 
borrowing money to meet the bills, for the hotel didn't pay 
as it used to do under the old management, though the 
expenditure was much heavier. And there was worse to 

3 said that 
old Blood -and- Iron, 
seeing that if things 
went on as they were 
going there would be 
a general hubbub, and great loss of trade to all the hotels, 
put his foot down and swore that some arrangement should 


1 8 Ben Changes the Motto: a Sequel to 

be come to. He urged Monsieur Alick to give way to Moun- 
seer Ben-jingo, saying to him, with a nod and a wink — 

" Oh, you know he's only posing. It's his way. Give 
him rope enough and he'll hang himself. You might as 
well lay the agreement you made with Old Fezzy, ' in its 
integrity,' as Ben-jingo says, before the meeting. 'Twon't 
really matter in the long run, you know. Blow dignity !" 

Monsieur Alick, who was exceedingly loth to knock under, 
was at length advised by Gortchy to consent; and Blood-and- 
Iron issued an invitation to " a social meeting at the Berlin 
parlour, Imperial Eagle Tavern, dinner on the table at five 
o'clock. The favour of an answer is requested." 

All the guests accepted, and the Greek tavern-keeper 
and a small Armenian pot-shop waiter put in an appearance 
unasked, and were rather snubbed, though they afterwards 
got some of the leavings in the scullery. 

Mounseer Ben-jingo, instead of sending a lawyer, re- 
solved to go himself, and went to the entertainment in 
great state. The best carriage in the hotel, with footmen in 
velvet plush livery, came round to the front door and 
drove him over to the Black Eagle. He was accompanied 
by Master Salsify, and quite a crowd cheered them off, 
mostly potboys. Mounseer responded with one of his most 
effective bows. Never was there a head-waiter so thoroughly 
alive to his own worth and abilities. Everybody said it was 
magnificent. Crowds turned out to look at him along the 
way. It quite turned Ben-jingo's head. 

But when people hurrahed and talked of a great " moral" 
victory, they did not know what Ben-jingo and Salsify 
knew as they drove along. It will be remembered Moun- 
seer Ben-jingo and Master Salsify had told all the world 
that they insisted on free and open discussion, in the great 

The Blot on the Queen's Head. 19 

meeting of the hotel managers, of all Tmsiness cf general 
interest. " No secret agreements !" they cried, and they 
actually at one time charged Churny, the Imperial Bear 
agent, with having in his pocket a secret contract with 
Old Fezzy. It made the Queen's Head folks wild to think 
of it. This high " moral" game of Mounseer Ben-jingo's was 
the thing which had struck everybody with admiration. 

But what was the truth? Why, Mounseer Ben-jingo, 
when he went out to dinner that night, followed with 
all this applause for his pluck and gallantry and cleverness 
and regard for principle, carried in his pocket two secret 
agreements, one with Old Fezzy to counterwork Alick, and 
one with Alick to square him at the meeting ! 

They hadn't been sitting two hours at dinner when a 
bootblack in Master Salsify's department let the cat out of 
the bag and produced a copy of one of the surreptitious 
contracts. Off went messengers to the Berlin dining-room 
with the news. The assembled guests stroked their beards. 

Here was a pretty kettle of fish ! But Mounseer Ben- 
jingo was quite equal to the occasion. 

'■ This," he said grandly to his friends, "this — er — is — 
er — what you may call — er — diplomacy." 

" And a devilish business it is !" said Big Bill when he 
heard it. " The truth is he has been playing the game of 
bounce, and been afraid to carry it through. And so he 
has secretly arranged with Monsieur Alick to pretend to 
give way, when in reality he has done nothing of the sort." 

And certainly when the terms of the agreement with 
Monsieur Alick were read over, it was clear enough, as 
everybody said, that Alick had got the kernel and left the 
shell to Mounseer Ben-jingo. 

However, with these little arrangements made in advance, 

20 Ben Changes the Motto. 

the dinner-party in the Berlin room did not pass off so 
badly. They managed to patch up an agreement, and 
signed it all round. 

One part of the settlement was that the Roumelian 
Court should be still supervised by Old Fezzy and his 
agents, and the Balkan wall and its look-out chambers 
Qver the Bulgarian Court, which was now set up as a 
separate inn under independent management, should 
be .occupied by Fezzy's people. This was put down in 
black and white in order that Mounseer Ben-jingo might 
go back and boast of it as his doing, though the truth was 
it was well known that the wall would never be occupied 
by Fezzy at all, and he never dared to occupy it after. This 
was very clever, no doubt, and enabled Ben-jingo and Salsify 
to chuckle to their friends ; but the Queen's Head never re- 
covered from the scorn and laughter through all the rest ct 
the hotels when this ridiculous little game was found out. 

It was very late — indeed, broad daylight — before it was 
over, and back came Mounseer in the big carriage, looking 
fresh and perky as ever. His friends gathered on the steps 
and raised a great cheer. They helped him down : he was 
getting rather shaky. 

" Gentlemen," he said, " er — we've come to a settle- 
ment. It is all arranged. I bring you back an addition 
to our menu. It is — er — a new Imperial dish — Petty 
pois aux lauriers — er — a splendid dish, gentlemen.'' 

They all hurrahed as if they understood it. 

11 Wot is it the old man says he's brought back ?" cried 
an impudent potboy in a sharp clear voice. 

" Oh !" said Bobby, who knew the languages, " he 
means peas with laurels. For my part I think they are. 
more wholesome with mint !" 

LL the old ways of doing 
things in the inn "were "improved upon" by Moun- 
seer Ben. His theory was that it was absurd to let 
the world and the inmates know too much about the 
accounts and the business of the concern. His friends 
vised to go about saying that every one should place 

22 Ben Changes the Motto: a Sequel to 

the utmost confidence in the maitre and his subs. As 
one of them put it, " Shut your eyes and go it blind." This 
was old Weathercock's advice — one of the commissionaires, 
a regular gossip, who would side with anybody he 
happened to be with. A new and somewhat startling 
method of business was adopted with regard to the " Em- 
press Hotel," the old Hindoo inn which Mounseer had re- 
named in such a highflying manner. The steady old servant 
who had been in charge when Mounseer took over the 
direction — a first-rate fellow at figures, and very sensible 
and trustworthy — did not altogether like the orders given 
him from time to time by the new manager, and told him 
so. He was sent about his business, of course. Moun- 
seer Ben-jingo would never be crossed. 

We spoke before of the suspicious moves of the Bear 
proprietor in the direction of the Hindoo Court, in Kokand 
alley. Now he went up Badakshan passage, crossed a 
large common called Turkestan, very bleak, and with a 
good many of what are called the dangerous classes about. 
Close to the Hindoo Court, now the Empress Hotel, was 
a little pothouse of extremely bad character, the Afghan 
Arms, where an old publican named Ali carried on a poor 
trade, mostly, I believe, among thieves and garotters. 
Mounseer fixed his eyes on this place. He was afraid 
Alick might get hold of it. Dismissing the director of the 
Empress, he sent out a young fellow, one of his own 
friends, Master Litton, who was pretty good at drawing 
up ornamental menus, but not fit for much else, to take 
his place, secretly instructing him to try and buy old Ali over, 
and to get him in any case to agree to accept a waiter 
from the Empress to help him to conduct his business, 
but really to spy out what was done in the Afghan bar. 

The Blot on the Queer? s Head. 23 

The new man was like a new broom, but did not sweep 
clean. He soon swept up a dust, however. Ali one night, 
having allowed some people from the Bear Inn to put up at 
his premises, and no doubt having treated them very politely, 
was waylaid by emissaries, beaten, and finally killed, and a 
youth named Yakoob, who rushed out and offered to do any- 
thing Master Litton pleased, was put in possession. Some 
servants from the Empress occupied the stables and part of 
the house. This, no doubt, was very clever, but it was 
sadly like the sort of thing that Mounseer Ben-jingo's 
friends were always roasting Monsieur Alick for doing ! 
Out in that suburb, you may guess, the police were not very 
numerous, and the Empress people could do pretty much 
as they liked without being interfered with. Indeed, if 
the truth were told, they went in for plunder; but Moun- 
seer's highflown objections to "plundering and blunder- 
ing" were confined to interfering with the privileges and 
perquisites of stingy and selfish people in the Queen's 
Head. Outside who cared ? He was " pushing the busi- 
ness:" and, after all, isn't that the thing? A terrible 
punishment came though. The people of the Inn rose and 
murdered all the Empress Hotel servants, and the row thus 
begun went on with terrible and aggravating circum- 
stances. Ben-jingo's management will never be forgotten 
so long as the Queen's Head Inn endures. 

As if all this was not enough to give what the French 
call eclat {Anglic' clatter) to Ben-jingo's management, 
another hubbub broke out in the African Court ! A poor 
old darkic of an independent character, noticing what greedy 
folks the Queen's Head people were, had carefully drilled his 
necro waiters to defend the premises. Another of Moun- 
seer's myrmidons, who was half -waiter, half-missionary, so 

24 Ben Changes the Motto: a Sequel to 

they say, was in charge of the African Court. It was a 
long way off — a miserable little place, with a curious 
business and very mixed patronage, I believe there was 
every shade of colour represented among its inmates — from 
red ochre to Indian ink. Barty, the new manager there, 
rather noted for his goody-goody ideas and his red-hot 
temper, got into a row with this poor negro, and, without 
waiting to ask any one's leave, served a writ on him arid 
went to work. It was the most shameful and disgusting 
business ever undertaken by the Queen's Head Inn manage- 
ment. Instead of dismissing Barty at once, and righting 
things, they swore at him and sent him assistance in money 
and a company of police, under a superintendent, a regular 
duffer, who got into a sad mess. The old negro caught the 
police napping and gave them a proper thrashing, and it 
was a long and expensive business to bring him to terms. 
They turned him out of the management and carried him 
off and shut him up in a room, with half-a-dozen- wives — 
which was punishment enough, one should say, for all the 
sins in the calendar. 

In fact, the Queen's Inn seemed to be at loggerheads with 
half the world. Lawsuits, altercations, rows, or, as the play- 
writers put it, " excursions, alarums," were the order of 
the day. Neither guests nor servants ever went to bed at 
night under Mounseer Ben-jingo's managership without 
wondering what was the next rumpus they would hear of 
in the morning. Expense ! the expenses were awfuL And 
Staffy went on borrowing money for them all the time. 
He daren't tell what he was spending. 

His method of rendering accounts was delicious. He 
used to stand up in the bar at the beginning of the year 
and say he had a surplus of several thousand pounds. That 

The Blot on the Queen's Head. 25 

was true as the l>(>oks stood, but when he spoke he had not 
sent for the accounts from some of the smaller agencies, 
and he had not taken in any estimates for money that was 
actually being spent by thousands. Then lie would sud- 
denly seem to have found this out, and say — 

" Oh well, you know ! It's all the same. We can pay 
next year. "We'll borrow some.'' 

*' Oh ! but," said Big Bill, whose accounts were always 
perfect, " supposing your business don't improve next year V 

"Then," said Staffy, leaning on the bar and smiling 
blandly, "then, my dear Bill" — Staffy was always very 
chummy with Bill — '• we'll postpone it to the next and 
borrow again." 

Bill's state of mind about this was awful. He did not 
think once — or twice — or thrice about it, but he denounced 
Staft'v as next door to a burglar. 

Staffy only chaffed in return, and said that, " as it 
happened, in money matters the existing management was 
peculiarly strong."' 

However, it didn't appear so to the lookers-on, and if it 
was so the management kept the proof to themselves, for 
they allowed no one to look into the till or see the books. 

But the worst of it was that for the first time in the 
history of the inn all these things were done without con- 
sulting the proprietors or letting them know anything about 
them until they were undertaken and could not be recalled. 
One must own, if they afterwards suffered for it, it was 
their own fault, and they deserved it. They should have 
known that you can't have a theatrical genius managing 
an inn without getting far more acting and declamation 
for your money than honest business or rapid profits. 

,he old motto which used 
to flame in gold letters 
on a blue ribbon, on the 

sign of the old Queen's Head, was a strange one, and 

puzzled people a good deal. It was 


Ben Changes the Motto. 27 

Its origin was peculiar anil traditional, and the Queen's 
Head people had always treasured the story. 

One of the far-hack managers, a gallant sort of fellow, 
perhaps a little too fond of the ladies (which may some- 
times lie), was present at a dance in one of the ancient 
drawing-rooms, when a Aery pretty woman, noted for her 
modesty as well as her wit, dropped — well, dropped a 
garter. The manager, a man of very good manners and 
some humour, picked it up and presented it to her with a 
bow and these words that had stood so long on the 
renowned old sign, Honi soit qui mal y i>ensc. 

It became his motto, and the motto of all the managers 
and manageresses after him, and every one at the inn had 
come to attach to it a very pretty meaning. As he had 
wished the handsome lady nothing better than that her 
virtue should be ever sacred, not merely from rude assault, 
but bad design — that none should assail it even in thought 
— so. applied to the high ideal of the superlative and pure 
good name of the Queen's Head Inn, all connected there- 
with used to look up at that motto and think it ex- 
pressive of the spirit that ought to animate every one that 
loved the old place and its ancient ways of freedom and 
good living. Cursed he he, they used to translate it, who 
thinks a bad thought or conceives a bad design against 
the honesty of this old business; and imbued with this spirit 
the management had flourished, and waiters worked with 
heart and loins, and guests and lodgers and all felt proud 
of the noble establishment and its honest name and fame. 
But Monsieur Ben-jingo, with his new-fangled notions 
and his airs and conceit, thought he could improve on this 
u musty phrase," as he one day called it, cocking up an 
eyeglass with a grand air to squint at it. Since he had 

28 Ben Changes the Motto: a Sequel to 

become maitre he had affected the French language, as 
more befitting an "hotel" of the modern style. So he 
went on to his cronies — 

" Noos avong chanjee too sala ! Eel fo retirey sa .'" 

He pondered long what new phrase he should coin to 
supplant the well-loved motto. 

In truth, the old motto was a bitter, reflection on 
Mounseer Ben-jingo's administration. The idea of a high 
spirit of truth and honesty in the management of the 
affairs of this splendid business had certainly, under his 
hand, become rather worn out. Every one knows how 
success is won by the new upstarts in trade now-a-days. 
They spend money very freely in advertising, plaster the 
walls with gaudy letters, stick up gorgeous signboards, and 
draw the world's wonder by vulgar display. Of course 
the money for all this parade has to come out of the 
pockets of the buyers, who are getting a worse article at a 
higher price. Mounseer Ben-jingo, as we have seen, very 
early saw the advantage of this modern way of doing 
business. It didn't require much wit or principle. He 
went in for keeping his customers so lively with his inside 
show, his active pushing outside tactics, and his quack 
advertisements, that for the moment they did not consider 
whether they were really any better off or getting value 
for their money. So that the old motto had ceased to have 
much value, except perhaps as a standing satirical protest 
against Mounseer Ben-jingo's antics. 

So he made up his mind to change the motto for one 
more adapted to his style of direction. He bided his time, 
and at the next free-and-easy in the Gilt-hall dining- 
room, when Staffy, with a bottle of port at his side and a 
short pipe in his mouth, and his hat over his eyes, was 

The Blot on the Queen's Head. 29 

muttering figures to himself, as if he were trying to 
straighten the bar-accounts, which he knew to be in 
frightful disorder ; and Salsify was making violent efforts to 
keep his back stiff after all the lush he had had ; and the 
manager's confidential clerk, old Mr. Soft-corns, a highly- 
respectable and religious old gentleman, lay with his head 
on his arms on the table, not exactly in Chancery but in an 
attitude which might be of reflection or of worship ; and 
the jolly tradesmen, all smoking and drinking together, 
were in the highest state of jovial free-and-easiness, 
ready to listen to anything, Mounseer Ben-jingo, affec- 
tionately throwing his arms round the neck of the burly 
chairman, a well-known cheese-and-butterman, who had 
just proposed the maitre's health and the success of the 
management, said — 

" Genlemen ! Crera-lemen. Yes, 'gree s'ow worshy friend ! 
Management gr-great shuckshess ! Gr-gr-great shuck - 
shess ! Un-presh-presh preshedented shuckshess ! ( Great 
cheering from the tradesmen.) Never wash sh-shush a 
shuck — shuck-hic-shuck-shess — hie! — 

u We'sh beat Yakoob she wild Afghan, 
We'sh beat she mad Zulu : 
We'sh kept she Turk on she Balkan, 
And done she Russian too ! 

{Tremendous cheering and chorus, "And done she 
Russian too-dle-do — and done she Russian too.") 

" All our law-shoots have been won. Genlemen — shure 
you'll shupport she management. (" We will'') We'sh only 
deshirous to maintain she dig — dignity of shis mag-nifishent 
hotel ( Hooray !) in a shtyle of Imp Imperial splendour. We 
mush exshtend on all sides — big bishness can't shtand shtill 
If shtand shtill (swaying to and fro on the chairman's neck) 

30 Ben Changes the Motto : a Sequel to 

mush — liic — fall down. Genlemen, beg proposh to you 
new motto — genlemen — motto old gent manager Roman 
hotel two shousand years ago — shplendid motto. Lesh 
adopt it shis hotel — Imp-Imperium et — hie — lib-libertas. 
( Great cheering. ) Wosh it mean % Means — bishness as 
you please — push yer trade where you can and no queshions 
asked. (Roars of applause from all the tradesmen. Cries 
of "That's it.") Genlemen, lash night — Monty read 
booksh — old Gr- Greek booksh — old fellow said, law gainsh 
per-perorashuns. Bad shings — per-perrashuns. Genlemen 
— shan't perrorash." 

Here the speaker fell in an ecstasy of good-fellowship 
on the bosom of the chairman. 

The next day Mounseer Ben- jingo, who was now alto- 
gether above touching a paintbrush with his own fine fingers, 
ordered a painter to mount to the old sign and paint out the 
motto. In a short time Honi soit qui mal ypense disappeared, 
and in its place flourished in large gilt letters the words 

Impeeium et Libebtas. 
You may imagine the rage of Big Bill and all others who 
loved the old ways of the old inn, who regarded its honour, its 
good name, its future prosperity. They were for improve- 
ments, and always had been if they were really wanted 
and really added to the comforts and ease of management of 
the venerable business. But they went in for something 
substantial — something that profited — or something that 
lessened the charges while increasing the trade. All Ben- 
jingo's flummery, which only added to cost and gave 
nothing in return but barren notoriety or actual losses, 
disgusted them, and, in truth, began to disgust all con- 
cerned. It was too hollow to last. 

The guests were waking up to the real state of things, 


The Blot on the Queen's Head. 3 1 

and beginning to grumble loudly. I will only mention one 
little incident which shows how the tide was running. 

When the new motto was finished and the steps taken 
away, a number of the waiters and servants and guests 
gathered to have a look at it. 

'• Rum goin's on," said the old boots, leering at the sign. 
" Long as I can remember the owld sign were up there, 
and no man thowt 0' laying a hand to it. It were a 
grand old sign in its day, it were. Many a time I've stood 
'ere, and seen Canning, he were a sharp gentleman, and a 
raal gentleman he was, and did business like a genelman, 
and not like a cadger, and old Peel, him as were manager 
when I fust come — and old Pam — you remember him, 
Jim, him as used to chew a straw and knock around so sharp 
about the stables ?— rare 'cute old boy he were — weren't 
'un ? — I've seen 'em all lookin' up to that sign as if they was 
a-prayin' to it — they loved it so. But law ! I say — look at 
'un now ! Did ye ever see sich a bit 0' gilt gingerbread 
work ? Wot's it mean ? Wot's Himperium et Libertas ?" 

" Blowed if I know," says Jim, wiping his nose with 
the back of his hand. " He's all-ways a-struttin' an' 
phrasin' about now with them furrin languidges, while the 
business is a-goin' to the devil with his fiddle-faddle. 
AMioy, I aint a-taken three sixpences in a day for months." 

" I know what it is," cried a pert chambermaid, with 
fine smooth cheeks and a carnation colour, " I know — 
it's Himperance and Liberties — that's wot I say it is — and 
if Master Ben stays long where he is there won't be a 
honest woman — nor man neither for that matter— about 
the place — that's my idee — it is." 

" Year, year !" said the crowd. 

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"Why are they proud? Because fire milliard francs 
Trie richer than from wars of former years. 
Why are they proud ? Again ask we aloud, 
Why in the name of patience are they proud ?" 

Keats's "Isabella" paraphrased. 


En Route— First Impressions of Berlin. 
Ancient Berlin — Natural Selection and 

Development of Berlin. 
Modern Berlin — Its Conformation and 

The Berlinese — In Society. 
The Berlinese — At Home. 
"Birlin Wird Weldstadt." 
Unter den Linden. 
The Thiergarten. | 
Berlin en fete - The Meeting of the 

The Autumn Military Manoeuvres — 

Flight of the Eagles. 
Wilhelm I., Konig and Kaiser. 
Scions of the House of Hohenzollern. 
Beichs-Kanzler von Bismarck. 
Prussian Generals. 
The Prussian Army. 
War Schools — Great General Staff. 
The Prussian Landtag. 
The Reichstag. 

Berlin Elementary and Middle Schools 

Berlin Higher Schools. 

The University. 

Berlin Students. 

Berlin Scepticism. 

The Schloss, Palaces, Museums, and 

The Bathhaus and the Stadtrath. 

The Berlin Borse. 

The Financial Crash. 

Commerce and Industry of Berlin. 

Berlin Theatres. 

Music at Berlin. 

Cafes-Chantants and TanzSaele. 

Berlin Bestaurants. 

Bier-Localen and Bier-Garten. 

Wein-stuben, Conditoreien, and Deli- 

Berlin Markets. 

Droschken and other Vehicles. 

The Berlin Fire Brigade. 

Berlin Newspapers. 

Satire at Berlin — German Socialism. 

Opinions of the Press on "Berlin under the New Empire." 

The Times. 
There is no lack of lively matter in Mr. Tizetelly's volumes, while they embrace 
a vast amount of information of general interest and permanent value; and readers, 
whatever be their tastes or caprices, will be hard to please if they are not more than 

satisfied. In a book whioh'goes far beyond Berlin Mr. Henry Vizetelly sketches with 
a vigorous hand the political and sooial system of the Empire. We learn at length 
how the subjects of Prussia are educated, enlisted, drilled, and governed ; an d we 
follow the citizens of the new Kaiserstadt in particular into each detail of their daily 
lives. Not less entertaining than these clever social sketohes are the political portraits, 
including public men of all parties and any note, from the Emperor and his mighty 
Chancellor to the Socialist members of the Chambers. Nor, talking of sketches, can 
we conclude our notice without again referring to the excellent illustrations, chiefly 
of a humorous charaoter, whioh make one smile over the perusal of the gravest 

The Daily News. , 

In these pages, ranging "from grave to gay, from lively to severe," there is every- 
thing worth noting about everybody worth mention in the metropolis of the German 
Empire. Here we S9e the Berlinese at home, at school, at college, at church, at the 
theatre, in the public gardens, at their meals, in their beer-halls. We see the Court, the 
Ministers, the Government offices, the public services, the soldiers, the civilians, the 
bankers and the shopkeepers, the rich and the poor, the aristocrat and the beggar, the 
luxury and the crime. Mr. Henry Vizetelly seems to have forgotten and omitted 
nothing that could render these volumes instructive or contribute to the amusement 
of the reader, and the plentiful drawings with which each page is furnished bring home 
to us with striking reality the scenes so graphically described by the author. 

The Morning Post. 
Mr. Henry Vizetelly's book— every page of which is interesting — is unquestionably 
one of the best books of its kind that has appeared in England for many years. In 
fact, we scarcely remember ever to have read a more entertaining work, or one which 
contains so much valuable and evidently accurate information. 

The Fall Mall Gazette. 
Mr. Henry Vizetelly has done for Berlin all, and more than all, that Mr. Sala did of 
late for Paris. His book contains hours upon hours of interesting reading and upwards 
of 400 illustrations gathered from all quarters, and often very spirited and charac- 
teristic. There is scarce a phase of Berlinese character and manners, from the ferocious 
piety of the German Emperor to the giddy atheism of the Berlin Socialist, from the 
tremendous operations of the great General Staff to the rascally doings in night-house 
and Tingel-Tangel, but something of interest is told about it. Here is Berlin, with its 
students and bureaucrats, its cabmen and field-marshals, its professors and market- 
women, its Ministers and hawkers, its theatres and university, its palaces and churches 
and taverns, its financiers and actors and politicians, its public glories and its private 

scandals Perhaps Mr. Vizetelly may be a little prejudiced, but he is always 

worth listening to, for he always speaks in such a tone as to convince you that he is 
speaking honestly from competent observation. 

The Saturday Review. 

Mr. Henry Vizetelly's exhaustive work on Berlin deserves to be received with 
respectful gratitude ; yet we own that on opening his portly volumes some apprehension 
was mingled with admiration and astonishment. But Mr. Vizetelly's book, although 
big, is by no means heavy, while at least two- thirds of the contents are decidedly 
bright and lively. The fact is that he has gone far beyond the professions of his title 
and the limits of a city with which he has made himself marvellously familiar. Un- 
questionably the chapters which will be most popular and attractive are those that 
treat of Berlin in its social aspects, and introduce us to the citizens in their business 
hours and recreations. 

The volumes are profusely illustrated with drawings by Germans, which are for 
the most part humorous, and we must say that these Teutonic caricaturists have not 
spared their countryfolk, for the German type of face and figure lends itself very easily 
to ridicule. We have family groups in the open-air restaurations and beer-gardens, 
with their suggestive eccentricities brought out in strong relief. We have professors 
in the lecture-room and officers in the barrack-yard j fresh-caught recruits clumsily 
saluting their starched superiors ; hook-nosed financiers of the Hebrew persuasion 
wrangling over the price of stocks ; squat and plump young Gretohens aping the pre- 
vailing fashions in pork-pie hats and overgrown chignons ; Socialist orators tearing 
passion into rags as they thunder out their sonorous eloquence on the stump ; groups 
of peasants driving their produce to the morning markets ; and princes and generals 
counselling with their staffs. These varied studies from the life have a double value. 
They are not only, as a rule, both laughable and suggestive, but they serve as a 
convenient index to the subjects of the accompanying letterpress. 

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The following are extracted from the many favourable notices 
which have appeared of the above work :— 

The author's "round-aboao'' chapters are as animated as they are 
varied and sympathetic ; for few Englishmen have the French verve like 
Mr. Sala, or so light a touch on congenial subjects. He has stores of out- 
of-the-way information, a very many-sided gift of appreciation, with a 
singularly tenacious memory, and on subjects like those in his present 
volumes he is at his best. — The Times. 

The book is thoroughly individual; uo one alive could have written it 
except Mr. Sala himself. It contains a great deal of good sense, a great 
deal that is picturesque and novel, a great deal that is useful, and a great 
deal that is interesting and amusing, and is very well worth reading 
indeed. The many engravings add greatly to the interest of the hook, and 
their introduction was a happy thought. — Pall Mall Gazette. 

" Paiis Herself Again" furnishes a happy illustration of the attractive- 
ness of Mr. Sala's style and the fertility of his resources. For t'hose who 
do and those who do not know Paris these volumes contain a fund of 
instruction and amusement which can he " drawn" at almost any page with 
the certainty of a " find." — Saturday Review. ' 

Most amusing letters they are, with clever little pictures scattered so 
profusely through the' two solid volumes that it would be difficult to prick 
the edges with a pin at any point without coming upon one or more. Few 
writers can rival Mr. Sala's fertility of illustration and ever-ready command 
of lively comment.— Daily News. 

" Paris Herself Again" is infinitely more amusing than most novels. 
There is no style so chatty and so unwearying as that of which Mr. Sala is 
a master. — The World. 

Next in interest and value to the text — and this is saying a great deal 
for Mr. Sala's text is simply delightful — are the illustrations from the 
pencils of remarkable and famous artists. Every phase of Parisian life is 
touched with infinite tact and fidelity — every type of Parisian is here to 
be found drawn in that perfectly artistic style common to French illus- 
trators. — Morning Post. 

The humours of the capital of the Third Eepublic are well represented 
in " Paris Herself Again."- — The Athencewn. 

This book is one of the most readable that has appeared for many a 
day. Few Englishmen know so much of old and modern Paris as Mr. Sala. 
Endowed with a facility to extract humour from every phase of the world's 
stage, and blessed with a wondrous store of recondite lore, he outdoes him- 
self when he deals with a city like Paris that he knows so well, and that 
affords such an opportunity for his pen. — Truth. 

The sketches of life in all parts of Paris come with inimitable ease of 
truthful vigour from one who is peculiarly qualified to handle his subject. 
To an intimate knowledge of the people among whom great part of his 
life has been passed, and to a microscopic study of their characteristics, 
Mr. Sala brings a gift of verbal description which enables him to paint 
French ways, French habits, almost French thought, with a vivacity un- 
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